I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.

One can bear solitude, but no one likes to be lonely.

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I had a dream my life would be 
so different from this hell I’m living
so different now from what it seems
now life has killed the dream I dreamed

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Keira Knightley and her fiancé James Righton | out & about in London (2012)

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Une Femme Mariée, Jean-Luc Godard, 1964

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